My name is Dr TJ Bacon, but feel free to call me TJB. My pronouns are xe/xem and I am senior lecturer in performance art at Middlesex University and co-chair of our staff Gender Network [intranet link accessible only by Middlesex University colleagues].
I am ashamed to say that only recently did I come to the realisation I was a victim of a UK government law that ended almost 20 years ago. I never…
As an older gay man, now 70, I have an opportunity to look back on my life so far.
I decided I was gay at the tender age of 30.
Before that, I grew up in Birmingham. I became a trainee lab technician in the City Bacteriologist in Central Brum.
I loved soul music and dancing (still do), enjoyed clubbing with my mates and had girlfriends, but was a late developer.
When I was 22 I went to Sydney, Australia. I had 40 jobs in eight years and periods of travelling around that beautiful continent.
I came back to England…
I originally wrote this blog post in February 2019. Then, I was viewing the ominous event of my 60th birthday (still 18 months away) with very mixed feelings. Partly, I was amazed I’d made it this far, but partly… “IT’S SIXTY! (Expletives deleted)”.
Well 60 came and went. And in the grand scheme of things, it was hardly the most traumatic event of the last year. The planned joint socially-distanced birthday picnic in the grounds of Kenwood House were abandoned in favour of a Zoom meeting (Lockdown 2.0 was due to start two days later). …
On Sunday 17 May 2020, we celebrate the 30th anniversary of the General Assembly of the World Health Organisation (WHO) removing homosexuality from their list of mental health disorders — an historic date in our calendars and powerful symbol for LGBT+ people around the world.
This action in 1990, which found its way into the 10th revision of the International Statistical Classification of Diseases and Related Health Problems (ICD-10), ended more than a century of officially sanctioned medical homophobia.
IDAHOBIT — the International Day Against Homophobia, Biphobia, Intersexphobia and Transphobia — is celebrated on 17 May each year.
I came out as non-binary seven months ago to two of my closest friends sat on our sofa. Well, I say I did, but I remember feeling as if the words were literally pulled right out of me by someone else before I could hold them back.
It almost felt like an accident — right after saying it, I instantly felt embarrassed and almost as if I had just told them a lie. It wasn’t until later that I realised, with a huge sense of relief, I’d been wanting to tell someone for months, but been unable to phrase it.